The plane flew smoothly in the stratosphere, and looking at the white clouds outside the window, Zhao Junhao felt as if time stood still.

Under such a peaceful scenery, Zhao Junhao leaned on the chair, and a thick sleepiness swept in.

In the past few days, he has been really tired and has not had a good night's sleep.

As soon as his eyes closed, Zhao Junhao fell asleep almost immediately.

But after less than five minutes of good sleep, he was woken up.

A man sitting next to him actually watched an A-movie on the plane, and turned up his voice to the maximum for playback.

Zhao Junhao couldn't believe it.

He'd heard a lot of perverted things, but this was the first time he'd actually encountered it himself.

This guy is not tall, but he is very strong and has a hairy hair, which gives people a very lean feeling.

A pair of triangular eyes like poisonous snakes are not a good thing to look at.

Can a good thing tattoo a centipede that is as big and scary as it is on your neck?

Can I watch movies in public on a plane?

Because the centipede man turned on his voice very loudly, even if the plane was noisy, the passengers still heard it.

They each turned their heads and looked at Zhao Junhao with a strange look.

Even......

Some people misunderstood that Zhao Junhao was watching.

Zhao Junhao regretted buying a ticket casually, he knew that he should have bought first class.

He hit the centipede man with his arm.

"Can you turn the sound off?"

The centipede man didn't seem to feel Zhao Junhao's existence at all, so he didn't care about it at all.

Zhao Junhao frowned, in the same way, he didn't like to repeat it.

He hit the centipede man with his arm again, this time with a little force.

The centipede man turned his head sharply and glared at Zhao Junhao angrily.

"Are you looking for death?"

He spoke with a very awkward accent, not the kind of awkwardness with dialects, but the awkwardness of a foreigner speaking Chinese.

It seems to be a rogue from Southeast Asia.

"I'm looking for death?"

Zhao Junhao pointed at himself and smiled coldly.

Just as he was about to teach this garbage a lesson, a flight attendant came over.

She is very beautiful and has a good figure.

"Excuse me, sir, could you please turn your voice down a bit? We also have young passengers here, and it's not good for you to do that. ”

The stewardess consulted with the centipede man with a polite smile.

The centipede man grinned, and a pair of thief eyes looked unscrupulously at the neckline of the slightly bent flight attendant.

The stewardess subconsciously covered her chest with her hands.

The centipede man shook his head.

"I don't understand."

The stewardess immediately said the same thing to the centipede man again in English politely.

The centipede man still shook his head.

"I can't hear you."

He pointed to his ear.

"Come closer."

The flight attendant was forced to get closer, but the centipede man kissed the flight attendant directly on the face.

"Baby, I just drew you here."

As soon as he reached out, he squeezed the stewardess's ass hard.

This happened too quickly, and Zhao Junhao didn't react at all.

Immediately, there was a burst of rage.

Seeing the stewardess screaming and retreating, the tears came down directly, and Zhao Junhao reached out and grabbed the centipede man's mobile phone.

"Smack!"

pinched it directly, and then slapped it on the centipede man's face.